total hate
i’ve never been in this place before
it feels slightly awkward,
you have advantage:
for i am unknowing,
but i have already surrendered myself.
i belong to your faltering arms
i am connected to your hesitant heart
i am in the balance of your closing eyes
when you turn away from me?
i turn toward you.
i have never felt anything similar.
it’s true/i admit it/it’s hard to let go.
i see/think/feel this.
quite possibly because i need to.
and if i’m wrong, if you’re wrong, if we’re wrong
it doesn’t matter we’re right.
you can delight in your self-loating.
i like you enough for the both of us.
is it in our pauses/breaths
or inside of our interlocked lips
that i return it to you:
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _.
it’s both.